A flowery thing posted around guild-halls and taverns. The docks certainly have a good few. The script is fancy but readable, inscribed upon wax-treated paper bleached white by the sun..
I am Ser Tearlach the Anchored, a man who has learned that the only thing more volatile than the Siren's seas is the heart of a man without a steady keel. I find myself seeking a new port of call- specifically, to serve as a bulwark for a soul of true standing, one whose internal stars align with the virtues I still carry beneath this salt-stained plate.
Consider me your personal horizon-watcher. I have navigated the crushing weight of the many seas and the sharp tongues of the high courts alike; I know well that a storm is best weathered before the first drop of rain hits the deck. Be warned: I am not a common assassin- my steel does not thirst for the silence of the tomb. I offer only a protection as absolute as the tides.
And, if you just so happen to be a smith and craftsman of decent stock, I'd see myself armed and armored.
Any interest, whether to serve or to be served, I can be found at the Topsy Turvy during most days. In the evenings, I take to the Siren's shrine.
Fair winds, and fairer seas.
Hey! New character I plan to really start bringing around when I am back from my trip on the 19th/20th to end my sabbatical. Drenmir is still about too, so reach out if you want to schedule something with either on discord!
Discord: Fryzbee
